First off, we use certain characters to represent different things. Here's the guide:
Anything in asterisks is an ACTION. EX. *Jumps*
Anything in square brackets are SOUND EFFECTS. EX. [EXPLOSION!] [Gunfire]
Anything in curly brackets is THOUGHT SPEAK. EX. {Noah! Get over here quick!}
Anything in the arrows is a THOUGHT. EX. Well, this is just perfect!
DISCLAIMER: The only concepts we own are the characters Zach Kane, Kristy Vance, Eric Red, Jen Cross, Rory Howe, and Dr. Howe; and locations like Pleasant City and Howe's base. All other items belong to their respective owners.
And yes, Zach is Gordon Freeman, they're one and the same.
FIVE NIGHTS λT FREDDY'S SUPERHEROES
Chapter One: UsZACH'S POV
So, who likes school? Just about nobody, right? Especially when you have a dumbass in your class. I look around the classroom. Right now, I'm in Pleasant City High School, 9th grade. In my reading room I'm in, I can see five people I'm familiar with. First is Kristy Vance, my girlfriend, who is still taking her reading test at the moment. Next, there's Eric Red, one of my friends who is messing with a small robot model on desk, which I still don't know why he has it. Next is Jen Cross, and she is drawing. I can't see what it is from here, should've bought my glasses (though I don't really need them). Then there's Noah Morrison, he's my best friend, who right now is writing in a sketchbook; probably more of his Warehouse 13 fandom. Finally, there's that jackass… Rory Howe. He used to be a good friend, then some shit happened and now he's an asshole to my friends and I. Me? I'm Zach Kane. Kristy, Eric, Jen, Noah, and I are 16, 14, 16, 15, and 16 (respectively). Rory is 14, which still doesn't explain why he messes with people two years older, though I guess his small brain doesn't process that.
I just wish that things could be easier and more exciting in school. Well, I guess it isn't all bad. I mean it's Friday, and it's 2:29! We're dismissed in one minute.
[School Bell]
Make that right now! Kristy turned in her test and came over. We walked to our lockers, grabbed our stuff, and left. After school, I usually head to my laboratory, and today is no exception! You know, I just realized how different I am from other teens; I mean I live on my own with my girlfriend, I have a laboratory, I work as a security guard, and used to be a physicist. Oh, that… the physicist thing is a long story...